I’ve been a New Yorker subscriber since grad school, when they made it required reading. Thanks to a commute that was roughly one New Yorker long each week, i was mostly able to keep pace with the magazine. Until I left my downtown job. Since then, they’ve been piling up and once in a while I have to go on a New Yorker raid and burn through the accumulated issues. Fortunately, I hate the fiction (don’t tell anyone), which slightly reduces the amount of time dedicated to each one.
It’s long been my only magazine subscription, and I am proud to support their fine work. The Receptionist is a memoir by Janet Groth is about the 20 years she spent as a receptionist for the magazine. I am really looking forward to the insider’s view of this amazing magazine and the people who put it together between 1957 and 1978 (Groth’s tenure). I’ll bet it was as weird as it was wonderful.
I’ll ask for comments towards the end of August.
- Visit the website of author Janet Groth.
- Here’s a post about it in the New Yorker of all places.
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